Self-Destruct Weapon Expert Identity

Chapter 78 Self-Destruct Weapon Expert Identity

On the rooftop, Allen sat on the railing, his legs dangling in the air.

"Isn't it romantic to watch the sunrise together?"

Allen turned to look at the vampire beside him.

woo woo woo...

The vampire was completely bound hand and foot, his mouth gagged with knots so he couldn't make a sound, but as he watched the sky gradually brighten, his eyes grew increasingly terrified.

Vampires cannot be exposed to sunlight, and even the progenitor Lilith was not exempt.

The only one who could survive being exposed to sunlight was Count Dracula, but he was still burned to a crisp and needed fresh blood to recover.

After removing the knot from her mouth, the female vampire finally begged for mercy, "Quickly move to a shadowy spot, and I'll tell you everything I know."

She had seen her kind suffer this punishment, which was specifically used on traitors.

Imprisoned in a deep well, chained to prevent escape, until noon when the sunlight fills every corner of the well, the imprisoned vampire will turn to ashes.

I don't believe it.

Allen turned his head away and said arrogantly, "With my intelligence, you can't fool me."

"It's too late, I don't want to die, I promise I'm telling the whole truth."

As the sun slowly rose, the woman said urgently, "Fes captured thousands of people and turned them into vampires. He has been keeping them in a warehouse in the suburbs, not letting them drink blood. He wants their bloodlust to erode their reason and cultivate them into a bloodthirsty and violent vampire army."

"Pshaw, I still don't believe it."

Allen looked up at the sky with disdain, appearing completely unmoved.

"I'm not lying to you," the woman added. "I was involved in the entire capture and transport process, and I can take you to the warehouse."

She was cautious and didn't reveal her exact location, hoping to use this opportunity to escape.

"Beibei, I believe in you."

Allen put his arm around her shoulder and said affectionately, "But all I want to do is watch the sunrise."

"Are you crazy?"

The female vampire twisted her body, trying to break free, but unfortunately, she was bound in layers upon layers of ropes and was powerless to remove the restraints.

She had considered taking a bite to transform the other into one of them, but the smell of garlic made her unable to even put her mouth down; just smelling it up close made her nostrils burn with pain.

Originally, I couldn't smell the garlic essence, but Allen sweated after the chase, and the garlic essence mixed in with the perfume, disrupting the original balance.

"Look how round the sun is."

Allen pointed to the half-rising red sun, his face filled with blissful contentment.

"Ouch...it's burning me! What are you trying to do?"

The ultraviolet rays shone on the woman's face, causing her to tan and her skin to turn black and char at a visible speed.

Amidst resentment, angry curses, and roars, they were bathed in sunlight and turned into dust.

Love is always so fleeting.

Allen hugged the air and said goodbye with deep emotion: "Goodbye, my beloved."

……

At Batman's temporary base, a group of people gathered together.

Bruce, Eric, Damian, and Lillian gathered around a microscope.

"It is indeed a virus."

Lillian looked through the microscope and saw the mutated cells in the blood, analyzing, "They have the ability to assimilate other cells."

Blood samples were taken from Eric and then dripped into the blood of a normal person, immediately showing an assimilation process.

Clearly, the transformation of vampires is a result of viral infection and assimilation.

"I don't know the specific characteristics, I need a blood sample from a real vampire," Lillian said seriously.

Eric can suppress his vampire urges and has no vampire weaknesses, so his blood sample is not of research value.

To create the reversal serum, they must extract samples from real vampires, or more precisely, samples from newly transformed vampires.

"What equipment do you need? I'll arrange it for you."

Bruce never expected to enlist the help of criminals, and had to admit that Allen's ideas were sometimes quite unique and useful.

"I will make a list."

Lillian glanced at Bruce, then pretended to look down at the sample.

Research equipment and instruments can easily cost hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars, and can be transported in at will. This requires not only substantial funds but also a wide network of connections. Therefore, she has some guesses about Batman's true identity.

Of course, this is just speculation, and there's no need to get to the bottom of it.

Even if she knew that Batman was Bruce, she wouldn't expose him. The two had no past grudges, and her arrest and entry into Arkham Asylum was entirely due to Gordon's involvement.

Speaking of which, she and Batwoman have a pretty good relationship.

If Batgirl hadn't appeared, Batgirl might still be active in Gotham, and she couldn't help but miss her.

"The equipment is ready."

Damian drove a forklift and brought in a black box.

Lifting the lid reveals a complete set of silver weapons, including many bullets with silver bullet heads.

Eric tried them out to see how they felt, then picked and chose to put them on his person.

"Bat, couldn't you prepare some garlic smoke bombs and UV grenades? You'd get tired of cutting them down one by one."

When everyone looked up, they were shocked to find Allen hanging from the roof beam.

"How did you find me?" Damian asked, puzzled.

He remembered that no address was given, and besides, the temporary base was located in a very hidden place, so it wouldn't be easy to find.

"I'll go back to the manor and ask the butler."

Allen didn't know the location of the base, so he went to Wayne Manor, where the butler Alfred told him the truth.

With a somersault, Allen landed on his feet, shook his head, and said with a sudden realization, "Bat, no wonder you didn't make your entrance upside down like Batman. It's easy to get a rush of blood to your head and feel dizzy."

"The two weapons you mentioned are too late to be manufactured now."

Bruce thought Allen's suggestion was a good direction.

Eric nodded in agreement, but he only knew how to use it; he wasn't good at developing equipment. Most of the time, he would grind garlic into a paste to use as garlic extract, which really didn't involve much technology.

"I'm a weapons expert at S.H.I.E.L.D."

Allen said smugly, "I was the one who did the 'three thousand kills' for Old Deng's eldest son."

"Who is Old Deng's eldest son?" Eric was completely bewildered, having never heard of this person before.

"Captain America, Steve Rogers, is very famous. He has a particularly perky butt, all thanks to the super serum I helped improve, which gave him such a perfect physique."

Allen makes no secret of his glorious deeds during the World War II timeline.

Eric looked at the idiot's expression. Working together at S.H.I.E.L.D., how could he not recognize Captain America, Steve Rogers? Clearly, he didn't believe such nonsense.

Meanwhile, Bruce felt that Allen was having another episode and talking nonsense.

"Telling the truth, you still don't believe me."

Allen walked over to the computer, puffing out his cheeks, and said angrily, "Bat helped me connect to the Avengers, and I'll prove it to you."

"Stop fooling around."

There is some friction between the Justice League and the Avengers, and Bruce is unwilling to contact them without a reason.

This was made by a madman; it was practically a provocation.

"Uh... I need to connect to the Avengers, I need to connect to the Avengers..."

Allen lay on the table, throwing a tantrum, acting like a scoundrel if he couldn't get a connection.

"I'll connect you."

Damian's eyes flashed with a sly glint, eagerly anticipating Allen's humiliating defeat, as revenge for the armpit hamburger.

Connection successful…

Steve's face appeared on the screen.

"Batman, this is the first time you've initiated a connection. Do you need the Avengers' help...?"

(End of this chapter)